Wreck-it Ralph Novels & Stories

“I know what I deserve Aurora but remember, I’ll make your life hell once I got back my little wolf. You know very well about my vengeance and all” Ralph said, his voice cold and stern but it didn’t quiet effect Aurora. She just rolled her eyes at him and spoke with even more cold tone. “And what have come out of your vengeance master? Remorse and a lifetime loneliness” Ralph clenched his fists in anger and his face darkened after hearing her words. He wished to strangle her for poking his sore spot but he just stormed upstairs and disappeared into his room. ************** Author’s note : Hello cuties, What do you think Ralph would do to his subordinates for taunting him? And what could be t

But I didn't run. I squeezed through the collapsed entrance, my skin burning from residual silver in the air. The interior was chaos—walls crumbling, fires burning, and everywhere that silver light pulsing. And standing in the center, surrounded by broken bodies and shattered restraints, was something I barely recognized. Racheal had transformed, but not into any wolf I'd ever seen. This was from legends. The Ghost Wolf. An actual embodiment of primal werewolf power in its purest, most terrifying form. Her eyes met mine across the destruction, and I saw no recognition in them. Only rage, power, and the promise of violence.

I sighed, but had no come back for him, so I unscrewed the top and downed the whole thing. “Now that’s a good alpha. Shall I start my guard duty now, or would time suffice? I was hoping to get back into the library and review some of the Codwall alpha dynasty. Heard he had himself a wolf rider lover without a problem. Though he only ruled for a few full months because he was killed.” “By the rider?” I asked, shocked. “No, that was your great-grandfather Rupert. He gave up his heart and willpower to a rider. Codwall apparently ate some poison berries. He did seem quite the idiot.” Max cackled.

I didn’t care. “I don’t give a fuck about your wolf or why you lost it in the first place,” I said, my tone sharp as a dagger. “But the moment you get him back, get the hell out of the Underworld. I wouldn’t want you attracting the wrong kind of attention from the other vampires.” Ralph held my stare, his jaw twitching. For a second, I thought he would say something, challenge me, but instead, he exhaled through his nose, turned on his heel, and walked through the portal without another word.

Because I do. Ralph freezes, staring at me like I just grew a second head. Then his expression twists with pure disbelief. "Have you fucking lost your mind?" His voice rises, sharp with fury. "These bastards are an abomination. There’s nothing good about them. They need to be wiped out." The venom in Ralph’s voice makes my stomach turn. "It’s good I found a way in. When we go back, we tell everyone. Then we wipe this whole pack out in one go." His words drip with hatred, each one landing like a slap.

The guards fired back at Ralph and hid behind the pillars but their bullets didn’t hurt Ralph as he’s in bulletproof car. One of the guards tried to inform Lucas about Ralph’s intrusion but he couldn’t as he joined in the battle to help his fellow mates and meanwhile Ralph who is in the car jumped into the back seat and took out the rocket launcher and fixed it in seconds with his eyes dripping flames and his body boiling like molten lava. He kicked open his car door and got down with the rocket launcher which scared the hell out of the guards and they tried to shoot Ralph but before they can pull their triggers, Ralph released the grenade and BOOM!! The front door of the house broke into pi

Ralph collapsed on the floor in a mess of sticky purple liquid, his tentacles losing their ability to move. Wilbur took two large gulps of air, turning to walk out. He sensed movement behind him just a few steps away and turned around. that Ralph had grown new limbs and a head as he crawled up from the ground. "You bastard! You're not getting away today!" Ralph flipped backward upon saying the last word, his hands flat against the ground and stretching his body into an arch. The next second, Ralph's belly was sliced open by a peculiar-looking tentacle. Right after that, his chest was torn open, and a terrifying head popped out as more of the sticky purple liquid gushed out.

I ask " Help me up, I will show you" He says and I oblige, helping him to his feet, before he tries to push me off the cliff, but I dough and he falls down the waterfall. I watch as the harsh water current envelope him, and carry him away like some weightless cargo. ' Ralph is dead' ##########

I scaled some stairs, traced some hallways, and loped down a Hall and then I ran into Ralph. He was standing in the middle of one of the hallway I was about darting through, and he had blood on his hands and some more dripping from his lower back. He was still in his Werewolf form and he wasn’t looking like himself. It scared me. “Ralph?” I called gently and he just stared at the ground. “Ralph. Where’s.. where’s every—” He started walking towards me. There was weakness in his strides but the sudden movement still scared me.

Ralph ran and ran until his legs gave out, but the girl couldn't be stopped even by a moving truck. He gasped for air, looking up at the truck that has been dented on its head. The poor driver's face was worth a million. Ralph then follows the last resort he could have. "I'm sorry, guys. I'm using this spell." A green gooey liquid is thrashed on the ground, the small glass container shattering to shards. Green smoke engulfs him, it was common enough to summon a witch or a wizard in the village, it seemed to him.